The Armed Republic of Floridor is a huge, safe nation, ruled by Floridor Man with an iron fist, and remarkable for its avowedly heterosexual populace, irreverence towards religion, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 823 million Floridorians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Defense, and Education. The average income tax rate is 30.1%.

The powerhouse Floridorian economy, worth 74.0 trillion Munitions a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Woodchip Exports, Book Publishing, and Automobile Manufacturing. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 89,887 Munitions, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.9 times as much as the poorest.

The government is denying reports that criminals injected with experimental drugs have turned into monstrous supervillains, the banshee wail foretells skies of death, good-looking doctors are obliged by law to give foot rubs to Floridor Man, and mantis shrimp studies is academia's fastest-growing field. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Floridor's national animal is the Alligator, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Floridor is ranked 55,496^th in the world and 1^st in The Lost Continent for Lowest Crime Rates, with 72.89 law-abiding acts per hour.